Slowly... as my heart changes its color, I'm becoming more defenseless by the minute. I'm afraid that what I feel and what I think are not on target. Every moment alone I think of the 'whats' and the 'whys'. Questions that I know I don't know the answer to. All I can do is simply think about them until I am told of the answers. It's driving me crazy...
Last night, I laid awake on my bed thinking of recent events. Thinking of the words that were said mostly. Everytime I read those 1st words, it makes me think that there is something beneath those words. Something... not just empty words. I turned and tossed, still thinking of those words.
tayo... dati...
Well... There's just one thing left to do...
I trust you!
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